Five Fights (The Game of Life Novella Series Book 5) by Belle Brooks

Author:Belle Brooks [Brooks, Belle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Obie Books
Published: 2018-03-12T18:30:00+00:00

Morgan

I’m running so fast I feel as though I’m travelling at the speed of light, my legs don’t tangle, or trip me over. How I’m able to run this fast and stay upright, after fighting for my freedom —prying myself from the strong hold of the wolf and throwing my body off the speeding quad bike—I can’t fathom, yet I am.

I’m not where I once was. There’s no destruction or burnt land around me. Instead, I’m in thick, green overgrown plants with another chance at liberty. I’m running for my life, for my family’s future. I don’t stop. I can’t stop.

I’ve escaped him again, but I know he won’t give up, even though I no longer hear an engine running like I could only moments ago.

Ahead, there’s a beam of light that reminds me of sun rays bouncing off metal. I turn away from it, worried it’s radiating from the quad bike, and that the wolf is sitting there waiting for me to run straight into his arms.

You can do this, Morgan. I tell myself as each foot pounds hard against the damp earth. My body feels ghostly as it ducks, weaves, and moves through trees that stand tall and protective. The farther I travel, the lighter my frame becomes.

Maybe I’m dead?

Did I die when I hurled myself from the wolf’s hold and bounced along the ground? Or did that not happen? Is it possible I never regained consciousness in the first place to escape him?

These thoughts plague me, yet they don’t deter me. I continue to run.

A breeze whips at my face, causing me to squeeze my eyes closed to the point where I can’t see. I zag to my left, then circle until the breeze stings at my back instead. The beam of light I previously saw returns and I turn away from it once more.

I don’t know which way to run.

I whimper.

Tears rush down my cheeks when a sharp pain sends hot spears down my spine. It squeezes my lungs like a vice, and I struggle to catch my breath. I drop onto my hands and knees and I scream, but there’s no sound. I pant. I’m alive. And this agony now ripping through me is all the proof I need of my existence. Please let me breathe. My stomach sucks in under my ribcage. Each gasp I take rattles. I can barely stand the pain. I’m going to pass out again.

I can’t. Fight, Morgan. I open my mouth wide and tilt my chin back, so my airway expands. I pant, I pant rapidly, willing oxygen to find me as I seek it. It doesn’t. Silent tears drip from my chin as I fight to survive …

And then, as quickly as the pain knocked the air from my lungs, it’s gone.

I take one big breath, then another, then I splutter and cough until I don’t, and I’ve caught my breath.

Slowly, I roll my shoulders back. I’m taking all my weight on my knees. They burn, they burn fiercely, so I drop back down and crawl until I manage to stumble to my feet.

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